Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 119476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 597(@200wpm)___ 478(@250wpm)___ 398(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 597(@200wpm)___ 478(@250wpm)___ 398(@300wpm)
“I’ve got you, Pip.” Dipping my index finger inside of her, I tease her mercilessly before adding another, curling them inside her in the way I know drives her wild.
She tunnels her fingers into my hair, tugging hard as I work her over with my fingers and my tongue in tandem. “Oh, God, I’m so—”
“I know, Pip.” I nip at her thigh. “Ride my face and let me hear you scream.”
She tugs hard, guiding me back to where she wants me, and I dive in, licking and sucking and kissing and rubbing until her legs shake and her back bows up off the mattress as she screams my name.
“I still want more,” Nora whispers as I pepper her slick thighs with soft kisses.
“Then I’ll give you more.” I kiss my way up her body, paying special attention to her hips, belly, breasts, and neck, before lining myself up and pushing into her tight, wet heat. “Fuck, you feel so good, Pip.”
“So do you.” She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls my face toward hers, meeting me halfway for a sloppy kiss.
I rock into her, over and over, keeping a slow, tantalizing pace. But my girl’s not having it. “Harder, Atlas. Please, I… I want it harder.”
God, I love hearing her vocalize what she needs. It’s so fucking hot.
“You want it harder?” I ask, my lips curling in a pleasure-soaked smile.
She nods frantically as she reaches behind her head to grip the headboard.
I pull back, until just the tip of my cock is still inside of her, and then slam back into her hard enough to make her eyes roll back into her head.
“You feel so fucking good, Pip. Like heaven.” I murmur sweet filth into her ear as I fill her over and over again. “So wet and tight and perfect and mine. You’re mine, Nora. In this life and the next.”
“Always,” she vows, her chest heaving, her cheeks flush, and her pupils blown wide with pleasure. She’s a sight to behold—a fucking goddess, my goddess.
I feel the telltale tingle at the base of my spine and slip my hand between us, pressing my thumb down onto her clit, massaging it in time with my stroke. “Need you to come, Pip. Be a good girl and come all over my cock.”
Nora throws her head back, crying out my name as she crashes over the edge into oblivion.
Her pussy squeezes my dick like a fist, milking me for all I’m worth as I spill myself inside of her.
“So. Damn. Perfect.” I rasp my praise against her neck, punctuating each word with a kiss as we both come back down to earth.
“I love you,” she murmurs sweetly, exhaustion already settling in.
“I love you, Pip. So damn much.”
CHAPTER 53
NORA
Ichew on the end of my pen and stretch my back from side to side as I read over my latest diary entry. This one is all about my last ultrasound—Scarlet convinced Dr. Snider to do a few extra, given the trauma I went through.
James is absolutely perfect—from his heart rate to his measurements. Scarlet says he’s a wiggler and that I should feel him move any day now. Which is annoying, since my pregnancy book says most first-time moms feel their baby by twenty weeks, and here I am a whole two weeks past that, and haven’t felt a thing.
Wait a minute…
I freeze in place, focusing all of my attention on my belly.
No way…
I toss my diary to the side and hold my breath, hoping like hell this isn’t just wishful thinking.
Minutes that feel like hours pass, but then, sure enough, my belly ripples like someone’s popping popcorn inside of it.
“Atlas!” I grab his hand and place it on my belly.
“What?” he asks, still halfway asleep.
“The baby!” Excitement and disbelief pulse through me in equal measure.
“What about the baby?” he asks, panic edging the sleep out of his voice.
“I can feel him!” I literally feel like I’m floating, I’m so happy. “He's moving.”
His focus lasers in on where I placed his hand. “I don't...”
“Shh. Just wait.”
We both sit in silence, holding our breath as we wait for James to move again.
“There!” I glance his way. “Did you feel it?”
“Holy shit!” His voice is tinged with awe. “That's—that's our baby?”
“Yeah.” I nod as tears fill my eyes.
“Fuck.” That single word somehow encompasses every single emotion rocketing through me.
“I know.” I rub the space our sweet jellybean was just kicking. “It's so surreal to feel him... I can't even describe it.”
Atlas abruptly rolls away from me, grabbing something from his nightstand. “I can.”
He rolls back toward me with a small velvet ring box in his hand. “It feels like the start of forever. Like the rest of our lives. Like every good thing that ever was or ever will be. I love you, Nora. I love you more than I can put into words.”